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"It wasn't good for either of us..." Quackity sighed as he rubbed Schlatt's shoulder with his thumb. "But that's why we make up for it now." He tried to offer a bit of comfort, still optimistic for their future."

Amongst the dazzling lights and short dresses of the 1920, watching over a party full to the brim with laughing guests that indulged in the endless lobsters and cocktails that never seemed to end, the smell of cigarettes creeping towards the ceilings, where Quackity resided, looking longingly towards the crowd, still afraid to join the party.

[ Schlatt was walking by, has he walks by the club he tried to cover his eyes and ears up, all this loud noise.. it was reminding him of too many bad memories, he tried to just head home, grocery bag holding against his arms, he hated having to cover his ears and eyes, he felt like the action made him look weak but.. he felt that having a panic attack would make him look crazy AND weak ]

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"The seas wasn't much better. The nights were frigid and the days were wet. Your clothes never felt like they ever dried and food ran out quickly. It wasn't easy. Land or sea." Quackity met Schlatt's eyes, trying to bond in the trauma they shared.

Amongst the dazzling lights and short dresses of the 1920, watching over a party full to the brim with laughing guests that indulged in the endless lobsters and cocktails that never seemed to end, the smell of cigarettes creeping towards the ceilings, where Quackity resided, looking longingly towards the crowd, still afraid to join the party.

[ Schlatt was walking by, has he walks by the club he tried to cover his eyes and ears up, all this loud noise.. it was reminding him of too many bad memories, he tried to just head home, grocery bag holding against his arms, he hated having to cover his ears and eyes, he felt like the action made him look weak but.. he felt that having a panic attack would make him look crazy AND weak ]

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"Yeah.. I was a sea boy. Or a jarhead as I've been called so lovingly." Quackity gave a small chuckle as he placed a hand on Schlatt's shoulder in a comfort attempt.

Amongst the dazzling lights and short dresses of the 1920, watching over a party full to the brim with laughing guests that indulged in the endless lobsters and cocktails that never seemed to end, the smell of cigarettes creeping towards the ceilings, where Quackity resided, looking longingly towards the crowd, still afraid to join the party.

[ Schlatt was walking by, has he walks by the club he tried to cover his eyes and ears up, all this loud noise.. it was reminding him of too many bad memories, he tried to just head home, grocery bag holding against his arms, he hated having to cover his ears and eyes, he felt like the action made him look weak but.. he felt that having a panic attack would make him look crazy AND weak ]

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"Then we always have the radio. I created my parties to call to you, but it seems I got you wrong." Quackity stood beside his chair, looking out the large windows to the night sky. It was a nice feeling to just have him there. To know he was safe...

Amongst the dazzling lights and short dresses of the 1920, watching over a party full to the brim with laughing guests that indulged in the endless lobsters and cocktails that never seemed to end, the smell of cigarettes creeping towards the ceilings, where Quackity resided, looking longingly towards the crowd, still afraid to join the party.

[ Schlatt was walking by, has he walks by the club he tried to cover his eyes and ears up, all this loud noise.. it was reminding him of too many bad memories, he tried to just head home, grocery bag holding against his arms, he hated having to cover his ears and eyes, he felt like the action made him look weak but.. he felt that having a panic attack would make him look crazy AND weak ]

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"Oh, of course the latter. People hear my music all the way across the river. That is my hope anyway..."

"But, my parties are widely regarded as something every upstanding person that likes to have fun goes to. I don't know how that happened but it wasn't of my own doing."

Just shakes you and then falls over.

-@schlatt-is-president

"I see another one had too much champagne..."

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"I've never had a disappointed guest. Only a man angry I was just a bit better than him. Dumb man thought I was after his wife when I spend my days chasing a man."

Just shakes you and then falls over.

-@schlatt-is-president

"I see another one had too much champagne..."

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"Of course it does. Especially with one Wolf around. Well, that is his nickname anyway. These parties are an amazing place to meet people and make every kind of new friends. Rich ones at that. Maybe you'll even make good friends with that photographer."

Just shakes you and then falls over.

-@schlatt-is-president

"I see another one had too much champagne..."

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Quackity lowered his hand seeing as Schlatt sat down. He had been offering to dance with him. But as Schlatt sat, Quackity gave a small laugh. "The music out there is quite loud. But the singers are wonderful."

Amongst the dazzling lights and short dresses of the 1920, watching over a party full to the brim with laughing guests that indulged in the endless lobsters and cocktails that never seemed to end, the smell of cigarettes creeping towards the ceilings, where Quackity resided, looking longingly towards the crowd, still afraid to join the party.

[ Schlatt was walking by, has he walks by the club he tried to cover his eyes and ears up, all this loud noise.. it was reminding him of too many bad memories, he tried to just head home, grocery bag holding against his arms, he hated having to cover his ears and eyes, he felt like the action made him look weak but.. he felt that having a panic attack would make him look crazy AND weak ]

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"Well, you'll be in important company! You can meet anyone at my parties... though ironically I am not typically one of them. I stand on my catwalks longingly for hours while the others party. But a beautiful photographer will be there at the next party. I'm sure he'd love a picture of you if you'd let him. He has such an eye!"

Just shakes you and then falls over.

-@schlatt-is-president

"I see another one had too much champagne..."

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"They and I have a lot in common when it comes to dancing." Quackity put out a hand as the radio filled the room with soft jazz. It was no live band, it was no professional singer in the same room as him, but it was nice. It was them.

Amongst the dazzling lights and short dresses of the 1920, watching over a party full to the brim with laughing guests that indulged in the endless lobsters and cocktails that never seemed to end, the smell of cigarettes creeping towards the ceilings, where Quackity resided, looking longingly towards the crowd, still afraid to join the party.

[ Schlatt was walking by, has he walks by the club he tried to cover his eyes and ears up, all this loud noise.. it was reminding him of too many bad memories, he tried to just head home, grocery bag holding against his arms, he hated having to cover his ears and eyes, he felt like the action made him look weak but.. he felt that having a panic attack would make him look crazy AND weak ]

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Are you just another Gatsby

@modern-jay-gatsby is bro in your universes

Do you count as a Gatsby

Does that make Schlatt Nick

"Um, hello sirs. Gatsby? What a hell of a name. But no, I'm not a "Gatsby", I'm a duck. And as far as Schlatt being "Nick", he's a handful sometimes but I wouldn't call him a nick. Nothing is damaged because of him, nothing has been nicked."

"I think you too have been going a little heavy on the champagne."

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"They do, they do! They have to or I'm sure I'd be losing men faster than they could even peel the oranges. Do attend, though! My parties set the pace and they take it faster."

Just shakes you and then falls over.

-@schlatt-is-president

"I see another one had too much champagne..."

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Quackity switched on the radio, letting the sound flow into the small sun room. "You know, they say plants like music." Quackity stepped back, meeting Schlatt at his shoulder. "They say it's a whole bunch of science, but I think they like to dance." His mouth curved up into a small smile, a pleasant look spreading across his face.

Amongst the dazzling lights and short dresses of the 1920, watching over a party full to the brim with laughing guests that indulged in the endless lobsters and cocktails that never seemed to end, the smell of cigarettes creeping towards the ceilings, where Quackity resided, looking longingly towards the crowd, still afraid to join the party.

[ Schlatt was walking by, has he walks by the club he tried to cover his eyes and ears up, all this loud noise.. it was reminding him of too many bad memories, he tried to just head home, grocery bag holding against his arms, he hated having to cover his ears and eyes, he felt like the action made him look weak but.. he felt that having a panic attack would make him look crazy AND weak ]

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"People drunk on champagne feeling a bit extra. My staff have to fish headbands and ties out of the pool at the end of every night."

Just shakes you and then falls over.

-@schlatt-is-president

"I see another one had too much champagne..."

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"No one could ever go wrong with a game of blackjack. I invite you to try me." A deck of cards was swiftly lifted into the dealers hands and passed out amongst the players. One up, one down as always. Quackity started the betting as he was on the left, throwing out a $10 chip.

Hello, friend.

I'm bored and you seem rather interesting! Do you like cards?

Do you want to play a game? -♠️

"I would love to. Cards is one of the best things at these blasted parties. I'll show you to one of my tables."

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"Hey, the champagne is there to be drank. At least you're not fully dressed in the pool."

Just shakes you and then falls over.

-@schlatt-is-president

"I see another one had too much champagne..."

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Quackity led him towards one of the blackjack tables, shoeing those there already away from the table to give them space. The only people that remained were Quackity, Spade and the dealer.

Hello, friend.

I'm bored and you seem rather interesting! Do you like cards?

Do you want to play a game? -♠️

"I would love to. Cards is one of the best things at these blasted parties. I'll show you to one of my tables."